When you see someone walking down the street by themselves smiling, they seem like a fucking creep..
My guy is a tad transcontinental But it keeps me enchained.. Watch an old black and white movie Fred and ginger are too sentimental.. crying in shame I don’t want to be forgotten… I can’t be alone So don’t you dare leave me It’s like coming home To a skin that has died Human voices like a drum And they’re looking right through me Scatter the ashes one more time for me.
One more time [for me]
My guy is a tad too ornamental When he’s frozen in space Cut your eye far to me A covered carcass is too elemental.. caught underneath a subway I don’t want to be forgotten… I can’t be alone So don’t you dare leave me It’s like coming home It’s a skin that has died Human voices like a drum And they’re looking right through me Scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me…
…One more time for me…
Trans-likened, twisting my ankle Doing the grave dance Narcotic? Yes please, I’ll have a sample Riding on my very last chance.
Then the clouds will open for me Gonna meet my jesus Christ I see history playing before me For pleasure and passion you play the price.
Sadness the name of the spike that took me I’ll make that’s all Like some raging, hard, horny Mephistopheles Who came for my soul..
Wow I can’t wait ‘til I’m fluent in French. Off to the language lab to work on my French assignment— not even getting credit for the hours I spend in there today.
Nathan watched ‘Good Eats’ at 5am or so. It woke me up, and I never fell back asleep. I am usually never awake at this hour, and it’s strange acknowledging all the people who are. Every day out of their lives. Some of them go to bed early, and some of them don’t require much sleep to function.
I’m sneezing every 5 minutes or so. We have no vacuum. Nathan hung up a large original painting by Petr Bruegel (very Hieronymus Bosch-esque). I took it down to clean it and can’t seem to get it back on the wall by myself. Hmm. I’ll wait ‘til I return to ask him, ‘cuz it was off kilter anyway.
I’m off now. Tumblr doesn’t stop nagging newbies to make their first post. So I apologize for the dull meaningless of this one.